Ghetto Vet Chords by Ice Cube

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[Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Life. _ _ _ _ _ _
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Niggas used to come and get me when it was time to just greet with an enemy.
Pass the Hennessy and give me energy.
Cocked a gat in the small of my back.
Where these niggas at?
I clear the whole pack.
Punk as shit cause I'm down for my set.
I'm a vet, smoking on a wet cigarette.
Who these niggas think they are?
Wishin' on a ghetto star.
I represent my talk.
Man, I start bussin' and they scatter like water bugs.
Cause these west side niggas is harder thugs.
[A] Enslave us but nothing can save [Dm] us.
I'm Fort Ben Davis, shootin' at your neighbors.
Cause sometimes I feel like a nut.
Don't give a fuck, wanna open you up.
Hot rocks fly from the back seat.
And buster ass niggas run like a track meet.
And if you caught in the middle, bleed more than a little.
What?
Killer King is the hospital.
Milling them from the bullets I hum.
And when they hit, black [D] mothers have fits.
I don't give a shit.
Fool, I'm a vet, you can [Dm] bet.
That I could dance underwater and not get wet.
Check.
It's raining [G] bullets and I'm still there.
[Dm] _ [G] I'm [Dm] still there.
My house shoes get wet from the dew on the grass.
Up early in the morning, takin' out the trash.
Feelin' like a loser, alcohol abuser.
Two youngsters roll up on the beach cruiser.
One on the pedals, the other on the handlebars.
What?
Tryin' to be ghetto stars.
They said, are you from the west side?
Is it so?
I said, hell yeah.
And who wouldn't know?
In slow mo, faux faux slugs.
Face down in the mud, puddle full of blood.
Left for dead, the pain start to spread.
Now I can't feel my legs.
I meet Dr.
Who at King Drew Medical Center.
As I enter [Am] ICU, [Dm] he said, bullet hit a nerve that was vital.
I said, I can't move my legs.
He [D] said, don't try to.
Now this ain't the end, [Dm] my friend.
What?
But you'll probably never walk again.
I sit there motionless, hopeless.
Pain inside, contemplating suicide.
At night, I jerk and jerk.
But my dick don't work.
It don't even hurt.
Now who never thought a nigga brewed his ice cube?
I be pissin' through a tube.
Fool, I'm a vet.
Fool, I'm a vet.
You can bet that I could dance underwater and not get wet.
It's raining bullets and I'm still there.
Young ghetto nigga in a wheelchair.
Fuck a VA.
They need a GA.
Gang hospital for a cripple.
Now I'm drinking Ripple.
Same corner, same hood.
I'm still there with bandanas tied to my wheelchair.
To all the hood rat hoes, I'm fired.
They mad because my tongue get tired.
[D] Now, everybody want to put their dope on me,
saying I'm going to get searched [Dm] by the LAPD.
I'm sitting on the third wave.
Deuce five.
Depending on that to keep my ass alive.
I don't got pulse, but my arms about a 1-6.
With fucking legs looking like toothpicks.
Sometimes I can't deal.
Got to beg the BGs to roll me up the hill.
[D] Put me on the porch.
Now [Dm] I'm on the torch.
Smoking cocaine just to maintain.
Nothing to gain, nothing to lose.
And last night, I couldn't make it to the bathroom.
Feeling like a two-year-old.
You can't get a sip from the brew I hold.
It's the only friend to a stranger,
AKA handicapped gangbanger.
There's a lot in my life I regret.
Becoming a ghetto vet.
Fool, I'm a vet.
Fool, I'm a vet.
You can bet that I could dance underwater and not get wet.
It's raining [Em] bullets and I'm still there.
[Dm] Young ghetto nigga [G] in a [D] wheelchair.
Fool, I'm a vet.
You can bet that I could [Dm] dance underwater and not get wet.
It's raining bullets [G] and I'm still there.
[Dm] Young ghetto nigga [G] in a [Dm] wheelchair.
Life.
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_ Life.
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_ _ [G] _ _ [Dm] Dedicated [Em] to all the [D] ghetto vets.
_ For every nigga that done took one for the hood. _ _
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_ _ _ I can't believe he did that to her. _
_ Your Uncle Willie said he don't play that shit. _ _
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